AUGUST PLOT: A LOVELY TRIP TO PLANET 10952.EG.K

[luminals]

Arrival on EG.K is non-eventful; one will find themselves about a five minute walk away from the closest village on a very flat planet. The purple and turquoise grass waves in the near-constant warm breeze under a rosy pink sky, and while the sun seems far too close to the planet for comfort, the semi-cloudy nature of the planet means one can see far into the distance without squinting constantly.

EG.K is currently a delightful 23.9 degrees in Universal Standard Temperature, dipping down to 15.5 UST at night. Visitors to the planet can expect clear skies and no rain or storms for the week. Occasional winds up 50 MPH are present, but not constant.

Make friends with the locals, take a swim in a lake, actually do whatever it is you came here to begin with - whatever it is, enjoy your week on this charming and uneventful planet!

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OPEN PRAIRIE

[luminals]

annabeth chase | ota

[sophos]

[Annabeth is... flopped over on her stomach on the grass, in what looks like the barest and simplest of campsites. She's alone at the moment, but there are signs of a potential second occupant - two rolled up bedrolls, mostly.]

[In front of her is a laptop, white with a glowing blue Δ on the back, and she's typing away, reading over the screen at the same time. It almost looks like whatever she's doing, she can't do fast enough, and there's something possessive in her gaze and fingers. Right beside her is a sword, looking like it's made of some sort of bone, the handle close enough to grab in a second's notice.]

[In the middle of a wide open prairie planet?? Plenty to explore and see?? The clear solution is to be on a computer, obviously.]

[She's compiling her own information and thoughts, not that it's clear to conclude at all.]

[timeywimeyorb]

[Having gotten as much information as she was going to out of the villagers, Setsuna had decided it might be in her best interest to press outwards. They were only able to tell her so much and after her time on the space station she had learned that exploring things for yourself was never a bad idea.

She wasn't quite an expert hiker, but she had prepared as best she could for alien territory. It isn't long before she leaves the village behind in search for potential answers out here. What she wouldn't give for a decent library database or even a search engine to use that wasn't completely alien.

Strangely enough it's about that time that she notices the small campsite on the horizon. It would seem she wasn't the only one breaking away from the village.]

[gamora]

( Gamora likes to think she's a simple woman - with her cut and dry list of things she is terrible at and the things she is very, very good at. Most of Annabeth doesn't interest her; she couldn't care less about why the other isn't interested in the world around them. No, her attention is on the sword next to Annabeth, because there are some things that she does care about.

Sharp objects to kill people with? Yeah, she's interested. )

Get that in the marketplace? Didn't think they had anything fun in stock.

( She's tall, green, showing off more skin than most people, gesturing at Annabeth's sword with her own. )

Drift | OTA; brackets or prose welcome

[alwaysadrift]

Drift hasn't seen this much open space in a very long time. Just being under a clear sky seems to have put some lift in his step despite the gravity of the situation, but the plains stretching out before him make Drift feel downright frisky, a playful grin spreading over his face.

"Oh. I know what to do with this." He says with a grin, folding down into his altmode, his speedster's engine roaring to life as his tires touch down into the dirt. Sure he's supposed to be going somewhere, searching for the missing people and this village whose communications have gone dark, but he can have some fun while getting there right? Frolic time? Yes, frolic time.

SLAMS INTO THIS

[rodders]

( Do you know who else had the exact same idea, Drift? Here's a hint, he's speeding past you. Sure, Rodimus has spent most of the past few years on a ship, but being on his ship and being on a giant decapitated head aren't the same thing.

He sees Drift take off - it's hard to miss any of them when they're easily the tallest things around - and grins, transforming to follow him. They can deal with the problem later. Right now he's just going to enjoy himself.

Which means ribbing Drift when he passes the speedster. )

I remember you being faster than this, Drift.

Pharma | OTA

[organ_pharming]

[Pharma sits motionless and monolith-like in the grass, staring out across the horizon. His thoughts are a massive jumble of paranoia, uncertainty, and fear. Relaxing has never been his thing, even before Delphi, but now it proves impossible. Nothing here is in his control. His future is undecided, his former goals now obsolete.

Megatron is right. The people in charge here dictate what their residents must do in order to stay. The mandatory teleportation had finally proved it to the medic. So here he was, on an organic planet, grasping at the tufts of grass as if they were his own puppet strings.]

hi there fellow jet

[knightoflight]

[Wing's trying to play it cool, and probably not doing such a hot job of it. He's trying not to think of what it means, for a knight to be missing a hand, how he can't fight, can't do his job.

It's sort of like the old 'don't think of an elephant'. The harder you try, the harder you think of elephants. Or in this case, all the things he can't do.

So it's a relief when he spots the other mech, and Wing crosses over, trying to hide his hand behind his back and play it cool. If whistling wouldn't be over the top, he'd try that, too.]

So. Are you enjoying your stay?

LAKE

[luminals]

Namorita | OPEN

[littlecousin]

A: [Nita can get the hydration she needs in a bathtub, technically. She can also get the nutrition she needs from diet shakes, which doesn't make them good. Without regard for what might be waiting in the depths of the lake--whatever it is, she can take it--she plunges into the water from a good 30 feet in the air with the grace of an Olympic diver...and then doesn't come back up.

Sprawled happily on a rock ledge at a depth where the water is nicely chilly, Nita starts to doze off in the comfort of her other native element after only a few minutes. She's certainly not in need of rescue...but it's not like she told anyone that. On the bright side, she's capable of rescuing a would-be rescuer who gets in over their head in an entirely non-metaphorical fashion, even a giant robot.]

B: [After a good long soak, Nita's resurfaced and is splashing around in the shallows, doing...something. It seems to be swimming around for the hell of it because she doesn't want to get out of the water yet, because that's what it is. If anyone approaches her from the shore, she'll stop doing her dolphin impression and fly over to greet them, dripping everywhere while she hovers at eye level on her strange little ankle wings.]

Hi!

OOC: Not picky about format, so if you prefer prose, that's fine.

[rodders]

( Eye level for Rodimus is roughly fourteen feet taller than most people's, which is why he's very much taken aback by the fact that something is hovering in front of him. An organic, and one of the human ones too, by all appearances.

Which is funny, because - )

Look, last time I was on your planet I was in kind of a rush to get off of it, but I'm pretty sure you didn't fly.

Drift | OTA; brackets or prose welcome

[alwaysadrift]

Someone's been driving around the prairie like he's an off-road vehicle. Except Drift most certainly is not, and when he reaches the lake and pushes out of his altmode, there's a clear grimace at the scrunch of grit in his transformation seams and the press of soil and grass caught in his wheel wells. The speedster isn't entirely filthy but his white and red finish has definitely seen better days.

That's secondary though; Drift is too taken with his newest discovery, this lake that is like none he's ever seen before. It reflects the rosy pink sky across its gentle surface, just barely kissed by the wind, creating a vista more pleasing than he's seen in a long time. Lake Michigan was never this beautiful or this serene. Drift moves to stand at the edge, water gently lapping at this footplates, just enjoying the atmosphere while his cooling fans whirl in recovery from the driving exertion earlier. The swordmech himself is not as serene as he looks though, occasionally shifting or squirming like he's got something out of place. Given the bits of purple grass sticking out of strange places? It's not hard to see why.

"Hmmm..." he makes a thoughtful noise as a hand idly passes over one tire seated in the back of a thigh, "I wonder how deep it is...?"

[littlecousin]

Namorita might be humming the Jaws theme as she skims along the bottom of the lake, up to where Drift is standing on the shore. The water's much too clear for her to have a chance of sneaking up if he's paying the least amount of attention, but she's darn well going to try.

She slips as close as she can. Since his legs are much too large for her to simply grab an ankle and pull him under the way she would one of her human friends, she just gets the fingers of both hands in around the edge of the plating on his foot...and yanks. Her slight frame notwithstanding, she's superhumanly strong, and while she's not trying to do damage, that's definitely more of a tug than someone her size should be able to manage.

She's also giggling madly, but whether he can hear it all the way up there is another question.

Starscream | OTA Brackets or prose welcome

[aerospacecommander]

[When Starscream first arrived at this planet, he had hoped it'd be interesting or at least useful. But as it seems, the planet is flat and boring.

It reminds him of Earth a bit, only flatter. And more boring. But at least he stumbled upon a lake. It was there that he could stare at his wonderful reflection in the water.

Ah, yes. Finally something interesting to look at. And admire, because damn if he isn't amazing.]

[littlecousin]

[Something interrupts Starscream's literally narcissistic reverie--Nita surfaces smack in the middle of his reflection, his face disappearing in the ripples to be replaced by a smiling organic one as she breaks through. He's between her and open air, so she can't take off like she meant to. Instead she just floats with only her head above the water.]

Hi!

LOCAL VILLAGE

[luminals]

LOCAL VILLAGE

[knightoflight]

His curiosity towards organics and other societies is just about endless, but the news of the missing explorers is even moreso. He takes a quick scouting trip, the benefit of being able to fly, coming back with a double armload of stuff--remains of tents, a half-empty rucksack, all the signs of a human camp.

"Did these--?" He almost doesn't want to finish the question. "I think...bad things may have happened." He's already looking toward the waving sea of colorful grass, knowing he has to go out and find out more.

[alwaysadrift]

Drift envies that ability to fly, the utility of it especially, here in the midst of this troubling mystery. Though that wasn't exactly part of his thought process when the jet took off or as he arrives back, blue optics a little bright with earnest appreciation of Wing's grace as the jet touches down. He envies the sunlight too, the way it slides over those flight panels...

Wing's disturbed tone snaps him back to the reality of the situation though, a frown turning upon his face. "Signs of struggle?" he asks, peering at the items Wing's returned with.

[badnewsboy]

[ never one to turn down a chance for exploration, Loki takes the safest and (what he deems) most effective route. more than willing to recklessly head into the face of danger, he wasn't really one to put his tail on his line if the situation allowed (though he had a good track record of talking his way out of just about anything). so, it was a beeline to the village to talk to the locals, who most likely knew more about this planet than anyone.

the journey itself was a little strange, without any companionship he found himself talking to himself and glancing over his shoulder like someone may be there. ]

Loki without Ikol, Leah or Thori, how dully odd.

[ it was still a lot to get used to--but he was alive, and he couldn't deny that despite the awkward pit of loneliness in his gut, that he was somewhat satisfied. finding out what to do about it was the next step. it left him with a sick pit in his stomach.

saving a few worlds in the process made it all the better. ]

Onward, eh? What would Thor do? Save the universe, of course.

[ and he head into the village, rhetoric and most convincing smile ready. ]

[sorrynotguilty]

[ missing explorers, huh? as if that isn't familiar enough, right? well there's nothing else that really pulls Megatron's interest. glorious organic landscapes? pass, thank you. playing around in the water or behave like someone freshly sparked aka Rodimus and occassionally Drift? not really interested in that either.

besides, he's supposed to be on the path of making amends as it were. this seems like a good way to keep on tack.

that's why he's out heading towards the village as well. while Megatron could just walk there, he supposes, there's something to be said about moving about in alt mode. Megatron has had many throughout the ages, but there's something satisfying about using his original one.

have fun with a massive tank coming up behind you there, Loki. doesn't seem like he's too inclined to stop. ]

[sophos]

[She's not behind him, exactly, but Annabeth's close enough in her own venturing to the village that she doesn't miss the way the kid looks over his shoulder and talks.]

[It's probably not the best way to start talking to someone, but it's kinda rare to hear someone talking about - well, something not alien or space related.]

[Myths, she can do. At least vague names when it comes to the Scandinavian sort.] Thor. Norse, right?

[gamora]

[ Thor. Gamora's had a few run ins with the thunder god, years ago. Nothing substantial - he was just there in the background with the Avengers; she never paid him much attention. Well, except for the time he went crazy. Hah. ]

Or attempt to destroy it, depending on his mood.

[ She replies, brushing past the child on her way to find something interesting in the village, although she sincerely doubts it. ]

FISSURE

[luminals]

Wing will be finding the fissure, Annabeth Chase will be finding the data slug. Characters MUST keep ten feet away from the fissure after its discovery, enforced by the Cortex staff.

[knightoflight]

Wing's led an impromptu search party into the wastelands. All he can think of is that damaged equipment, trying to conjure lives, faces, histories from it. Who had carried it into the wilderness, why? Had they been afraid? Had they had friends in the suddenly-fallen-silent village? It haunted him, and so after the others had settled into a camp, he'd gone for a walk, trying to clear his thoughts, trying to find a clue.

He was almost on top of it, a strange, almost misty shifting of light. It felt like an EM field, some kind of energy, but not. He stretches out a hand, as though feeling for a contour, taking a few steps to trace the perimeter. It was big. Big enough for a whole village to be in?

He drops his hand, stepping back, moving to the slight rise in the grassy dunes, heading back to camp. "I think I've found something!" It sure was a something, at least. Good detective work, Wing.

[sorrynotguilty]

Megatron's mind doesn't wander into specifics like that. Given his indifference to organic creatures in general, trying to identify with them seems like a wasted effort on his part. However, he does want to find out what happened. How it happened. There's still a part of him that wants to know because perhaps their own lives could be at risk.

He's following Wing and this merry little band because more minds put towards the task is better than one. Of course that's not his only reason. Perhaps he wants to observe Wing. There has to be a reason Drift seems to cling to this particular jet.

'I think I've found something.' Well that's certainly going to draw his attention back to their original purpose. "Couldn't come up with something more original than that..."

People these days have no sense of suspense and dramatics.